This is a continuation to Changes Chapter 1. To appreciate this story I suggest you read the first part. Thank you for your feedback and comments on my first submission. It did encourage me to continue. As always, I'm open to criticism. This is a slow building story. I'd ideally like to submit it in one part. But that will take me forever. So I'm aiming...
I woke up early, the clock by my bed saying 3:30am in bright red numbers that drilled into my retinas. Two hours of sleep isn't a lot to work with but when I wake up I am fucking awake. Last night still hurt, my throat was still raw from the screaming and my eyes were still caked with makeup from all the crying. "I just don't see myself with you for the lon...
Been so long since I started writing again. The comments made me rethink about stopping this story. Hope you will find this worth the wait. Just a bit of background first. * Sam was 38 and lived with his wife Krishani who was 32. She was dark skinned like many Sri Lankan women with long eye lashes that give her an exotic Indian look. She was taller than m...
I moved into housing on post two months after my husband deployed. He had left Tennessee two months before he deployed. I was forced to wait in Tennessee for a house to become available. I did not want to move; my support circle in Tennessee was incredible. I pulled into my new drive late in the afternoon. I had only been to the house once before when I fle...
When I left Kate's apartment, I leaned back on the closed door and put my head in my hands. I could hear her sobbing, and it was all I could do to keep from rushing back in to take her in my arms. I stood there for a long while, hoping she would open the door and come after me even though that was probably the worst thing that could happen. Sighing deeply, I...
This story is dedicated to that very special someone in my life and grew out of a playful conversation. Hope it was worth the wait hon' "Life" such as it is, on the other side, isn't so very different for us than it was when we were mortal. For one thing, it's fairly boring most of the time. For another, our "jobs" take up much of our time. The difference...
She picked up her journal, the one she had kept ever since she had learned about adult life. As she turned the pages she smiled as she came across the entry, 'met Mary today'. She remembered the wonderful night of the party, and then the shocking aftermath with the way her father had reacted. She had stormed out of the house, and had been well on the way to...
This is Chapter 6 of the Art Teacher Romance Series. You do not have to read the first five chapters to enjoy this Chapter, but I hope you will want to read them all. Also, you might enjoy the "Art Class with Julie" series which appears in the Erotic Couplings section. Terry, one of the two main characters in this story, is first introduced in "Art Class wi...
Waking up in the morning to the tenderness of Anna's slender finger gently massaging my clit with a steady circular motion is the most magical way to start the day. Turning my head towards hers I can feel her warm breath on my face as our tongues touch and our lips meet in a soft sensual kiss and I instinctively part my legs slightly to signal my submissiven...
(This fictional story is a continuation of the first chapter of what may become a "Bethany" series. Comments and suggestions are more than welcome, and I hope you all enjoy reading them as much as I like writing them!) _________________________________________________ Bethany lay there as her body began to wind down and relax (a very pleasurable feeling of...